Funny thing about blogging, once I take a break from it for a certain period of time, I get a bit scared to go back and look at when I lasted posted. It’s almost embarrassing. Wow it has been a long time. Just looked.
The ribs are back to normal. I think it was early May before I no longer felt any twinges or discomfort from the fall. No more excuses there.
So I’ve been back in the saddle, back on the horse so to speak. No mind blowing volume or really interesting rides. But I’m slowly getting back to active. No running yet, but that will change, next week I believe.
Blue and I have made nice since he not so kindly ejected me at Rays. He now sits in my office awaiting our once or twice a week lunch rides. I’ve more or less kept both wheels on the ground, although I'm not able to avoid riding off curbs or down steps. It's only a matter of time before we're airborne again. Patrick has a baseball tournament in Middleton next weekend. A trip to the bike park there might be in order.
Bel is finished, minus some tweaking to the shifting and bleeding the brakes (again). She is a big girl, with big wheels, big brakes, but plenty of squish. It’s nice to have a ride with some suspension again, although she still kind of scares me. Have had her out to the Southern Kettles a couple of times, a trip to Cam-Rock, as well as some stints around the neighborhood. I anticipate a long and wonderful relationship, until she too hits the eject button. Will have to put up a follow-up post on Bel alone.
Wilson has even made it out of the garage rafters for a couple of commutes. Now that school is out it’s much easier to go by bike. Hope to make 3-4 one-way trips each week but it hasn’t happened yet. It will, it has to. Because last week I signed up for Ironman Mont Tremblont. August 19, 2012.
Yes, you read that right, Ironman Mont Tremblont. August 19, 2012. And no, I have not swam since Ironman Wisconsin 2009. So be it.
